“Sunday?” Celeste’s musical voice brings me back to reality—the reality that pulled us out of our session. Celeste called to remind Ash that he’s due to be at the rehearsal and the dinner that follows. So, I’m sitting off to the side with Wade as I stare shamelessly at the tall man standing next to his mother. The grin on his face is so big and infectious that I feel the corners of my mouth trying to pull upward.
